Itisimichael

Itisimichael

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I Sold 2500+ Pokemon Cards for $3

Story time guys. Since @Pokemon was posting so many Pokemon cards the nostalgia of seeing them made me want to cry.

When I was a smaller kid I was raised to always respect adults and don't backtalk them. I was also a huge fan of Pokemon. A friend of mine in elementary school got me into them and I would buy them from him or buy them from stores. At least that's what I like to say. Actually in all honestly I was a sneaky brat of a kid and I would steal cards from my friend and Wal-Marts security was so ass that I would steal them from there as well. I actually stole so many cards from them that they set up a new security system just to watch that aisle.

Story time guys. Since @Pokemon was posting so many Pokemon cards the nostalgia of seeing them made me want to cry.

When I was a smaller kid I was raised to always respect adults and don't backtalk them. I was also a huge fan of Pokemon. A friend of mine in elementary school got me into them and I would buy them from him or buy them from stores. At least that's what I like to say. Actually in all honestly I was a sneaky brat of a kid and I would steal cards from my friend and Wal-Marts security was so ass that I would steal them from there as well. I actually stole so many cards from them that they set up a new security system just to watch that aisle.

Anyways I had tons of them. Like massive amounts of them. I loved them so much to the point where they were all I talked about. Pokemon this, Pokemon that. It was really quite embarrassing. It got to the point where my step dad said "Fuck this, go sell them in the next garage sale" so I did. We started up a garage sale and I had a box of 2500+ cards sitting there and I would sell them according to what they wanted. My cousins came and I'd be like "Yo i'll give you this Rayquaza EX for $3" and they would gladly buy them because their parents never let them have them. Then about 45 minutes into the sale this boi in a mofo Hummer pulls up. Sunglasses and all. Looks at me. Looks at the cards and says, and I quote "how much?" This man had a deep voice and he was swole as fuck. Like he made Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson look like a pebble. I couldn't see his eyes at all. Sunglasses looking into my soul like the grim reaper himself. After noticing his figure I finally mustered up the courage to give him a number. "$30" I said, feeling ever so proud. The man reached into his pocket and pulled out his massive wallet. I'm sure it had like $800 in it. He looked back down at me. This 6'5 Hulk of a man looked down at me and said "how about $3?" Everything in my life flashed before my eyes. My Pokemon life growing up. My nights and days talking about Pokemon and my love for them. All the anime I watched on Pokemon. Everything. All added up to $3 for this man. I looked him in the eye and said "No." and punched him in the throat.

Lmao Just Kidding. He was scary as fuck. Everything I remembered my dad teaching me about always respecting adults went to my brain. I was scared to make him mad and no one had ever taught me negotiation so I didn't know what the fuck I was doing. I finally whispered "Yes sir..." with my head down low. And he took the box leaving 3 measly dollar bills on the table. Where I fell down and cried my eyes out.

It was a mistake I'm still yet to forgive myself for. Thank you for coming to my SAD Talk